I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 126: Not Hurting Anymore with a Sigh

Xiuxiu left Sichuan Pavilion and headed straight to the hospital. Since the incident with Cai Qingqing, Xiuxiu hadn’t visited the hospital for a long time. This time, however, she wouldn’t have come if she hadn’t heard that Jingjing was accidentally pushed onto a table, suffering a gash on her forehead that bled quite a bit and required hospitalization. Xiuxiu was hesitant to visit such places.

The hospital was very quiet. When Xiuxiu found Jingjing, she was already bandaged up, with Su Juan by her side.

"Jingjing? How are you? Is your injury serious?" Xiuxiu asked, concerned as she saw Jingjing being helped out by Su Juan and immediately went forward.

Jingjing was the Xu Family’s treasure; her getting injured could create an uproar if the family found out.

"Older sister," Jingjing said as soon as she saw Xiuxiu. Her previously furrowed face now looked outright fierce. "Sister, you’re here finally. Do you know that Sichuan Pavilion was bullied? Those people from the Bureau of Industry and Commerce were completely unreasonable. I objected to their inspection, and they yelled at me and even pushed me. You don’t know how despicable that wretched woman was; if I had been prepared, I would have strangled her." Jingjing spoke indignantly, looking disheveled with a head wound but still spirited.

Seeing this, Xiuxiu finally relaxed.

"I know, our Jingjing was wronged," Xiuxiu said, gently stroking Jingjing’s head.

"Wuu wuu..." Comforted by Xiuxiu, the normally headstrong Jingjing immediately softened, tears welling up in her eyes. "Sis, did I cause trouble for you?" Jingjing had been pushed and hit her head, which was when she realized arguing recklessly might drag Sichuan Pavilion into deeper trouble. She feared she had caused significant problems for the restaurant.

"No, it’s because of me that you were wronged," Xiuxiu said softly, shaking her head. "Jingjing, I promise you I’ll make sure justice is served." In that moment, Xiuxiu’s seriousness was palpable.

In her past life, Xiuxiu had become an orphan overnight and had climbed from a minor employee to a senior HR in a Fortune 500 company—all through her own efforts. From the moment she thought about opening Sichuan Pavilion to its operational success, everything had gone smoothly. Xiuxiu had almost forgotten the ruthless methods she had employed in her previous life, until today’s incident, which abruptly reminded her of her past struggles.

"Su Juan, didn’t the Bureau of Industry and Commerce say they would shut us down for repair in three days? During these three days before they issue the notice, you should keep the staff working normally. I’ll handle this, and you can assure everyone that Sichuan Pavilion will not close for repairs," Xiuxiu said, taking Jingjing’s hand and turning to Su Juan.

"Okay! Xiuxiu, I’ll make sure everything in the store is well-arranged," Su Juan, who was always straightforward, responded. Having seen the growth of Sichuan Pavilion, she felt deeply connected and naturally didn’t want any harm to come to it. Trusting Xiuxiu’s assurance that everything would be fine, her job as the manager was just to keep the staff calm.

"Thank you, Su Juan. Additionally, since Jingjing was injured on the job, I grant her a paid leave for half a month. You’ll need to arrange for someone to fill in her position temporarily," Xiuxiu planned to take Jingjing to stay at the military base for a while. Given that the opposition seemed to be targeting Sichuan Pavilion directly, she did not want Jingjing to become a scapegoat.

"Of course!" Given her time working closely with Jingjing, Su Juan naturally cared deeply about her well-being. So the paid leave was no surprise. In the shop, whenever someone was injured on the job, Xiuxiu treated everyone equally. Now that it was Jingjing’s turn, even if Xiuxiu disagreed, Su Juan, as the store manager, would have approved it anyhow.

After giving her instructions to Su Juan, Xiuxiu then took Jingjing back with her to the military base, arriving at the base in the late evening, still slightly shaky.

Yuanhuan brought Chengguang home, Xiuxiu, despite her emotions being in a bit of turmoil, still went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Chengguang and Jingjing had a good relationship, the little guy walked into the room and immediately teared up upon seeing Jingjing with a white bandage wrapped around her head, "Auntie, Auntie, did you hit your head? Does it hurt? Can Chengguang blow on it to make it better?" Chengguang pursed his lips and held Jingjing’s head, blowing frantically.

"Thank you, Chengguang, after Chengguang blows, it doesn’t hurt anymore," Jingjing bent down, squatting to accommodate Chengguang.

"Mmm!" Upon hearing this, Chengguang finally smiled satisfactorily.

Seeing Jingjing and his son so affectionate, Yuanhuan didn’t go up to disturb them and turned to enter the kitchen, "What happened to Si Ya? Did you rush to the city today because of Si Ya?" Yuanhuan asked concernedly.

"It is and it isn’t." Xiuxiu shook her head as she took out the stir-fried pork from the pot and handed it to Yuanhuan.

What does ’it is and it isn’t’ mean?

"Did something happen at the Sichuan Pavilion?" Yuanhuan changed his question to the Sichuan Pavilion.

With his understanding of Xiuxiu, the reason she would hurriedly leave the army to go to the city had to be because of the Sichuan Pavilion.

Xiuxiu turned to glance at Jingjing outside, "Today, the Business Bureau conducted a spot check at the Sichuan Pavilion and it didn’t pass. They’ve demanded that Sichuan Pavilion close for repairs within three days. The injury on Si Ya’s head happened during an altercation with them." Xiuxiu decided not to hide this from Yuanhuan.

After all, the success of the Sichuan Pavilion so far had been largely due to Yuanhuan’s behind-the-scenes efforts, although Yuanhuan had never mentioned it. But Xiuxiu wasn’t foolish; originally when the Business Bureau personnel conducted routine inspections, they were very polite to her, and she could guess at the man’s private intentions without much difficulty.

But now that the other party wasn’t even considering Yuanhuan and were coming aggressively, it was clear something was wrong. At this time, she felt she should tell him. She hadn’t thought of getting Yuanhuan involved with the Sichuan Pavilion’s issues, but she didn’t want to give the other party an opportunity to exploit. Though nothing major might happen in the army with Yuanhuan, being mentally prepared and cautious was preferable.

"Do you need my help?" Yuanhuan nodded and then inquired after Xiuxiu.

This time the adversary seemed formidable and appeared to be targeting the Sichuan Pavilion specifically, signaling that the situation wasn’t easy to handle, and he was worried Xiuxiu might not manage it.

"No need, I’ll handle it myself first; if I really can’t resolve it, I’ll tell you," Xiuxiu shook her head, declining Yuanhuan’s offer.